Cinderella, Stay in My Arms

Stay in my arms, Cinderella
While the clock is striking I’ll hold you.
At the stroke of twelve don’t run away,
Oh can’t you hear my heart; it begs you
To stay in my arms, Cinderella,
Maybe I’m that fellow prince Charming.
Since I’ve met you I’ve had one design,
Your wedding shoes placed next to mine,
Midnight of midnights, and so divine,
Cinderella stay in my arms.
A few minutes to midnight
At the ball all the crowd were swaying,
Two charming people went dancing by,
And I heard him saying,
Stay in my arms Cinderella
While the clock is striking I’ll hold you.
At the stroke of twelve don’t run away,
Oh can’t you hear my heart; it begs you
To stay in my arms, Cinderella,
Maybe I’m that fellow prince Charming.
Since I’ve met you I’ve had one design,
Your wedding shoes placed next to mine,
Midnight of midnights, and so divine,
Cinderella stay in my arms.